Feb 07


I wish I was the perfect friend
Who knew the answers to all your problems
And had the questions to all your answers.
I wish I knew how you felt all the time
And how you looked at me
Your happily imperfect friend.
I wish I knew how you picked your perfect clothing
And danced to the perfect songs that I love
But never find on my own.
I am the rot to your ripe
And the clouds to your sun.
I wish I could be your perfect friend
Just so I could feel better about me
And make you feel better about you.
I don’t always know what to say
I remain your imperfect friend in a perfect world.

About the Author: LadyMidnight
"There is nothing to writing. All you have to do is sit down at a typewriter and bleed." - Ernest Hemmingway